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After one night.
In the slum of a Loose Cultivators gathering place, two groups of people stood facing each other at the doorway of a house, their confrontation was tense and the atmosphere was incredibly solemn. It was as if there were minute electrical currents flowing through the air which could explode at the smallest spark.
The poor residents in the vicinity had already avoided the area from afar, worried about getting involved.
By that poin ...
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